The fourth afterstory takes place at the same time as the events of Afterstory III, with a few events happening just before and after.
As the name of the chapter suggests, this is the first half of the story of Lawrence's pilgrimage. The pilgrimage in question, of course, being his first trip outside Nyohhira since moving there. However, the significance of the title will become clearer in the next chapter ;)
The street urchin was a minor character who appeared briefly in the sixth episode of the second season of the anime. Her screen time was even shorter than Adele's. As with Adele, I decided to include her because no female canon character would be safe from Lawrence's cock.
The street girl's appearance is never revealed, as she is always masked. I ended up making one up for her anyway and drawing an illustration of it. That fanart can be found on the version of this story on Archive of Our Own—again, the afterstories are posted separately as their own story, albeit part of the same series.
With the fall of the street urchin, all canon female characters in Spice and Wolf have now been conquered. The remaining afterstories will be dedicated solely to the further debauchery of Lawrence and his harem.
Deep in the craggy, harsh, cold taiga of the north, on a tiny, abandoned pathway that had been long abandoned, a single lone figure walked along the road, his body large and looming even next to the giant pine trees.
Lawrence had left Nyohhira earlier that morning, and he had been walking all day. He had simply gotten the feeling one morning that he needed to go south. Thus, without informing his sex slaves, Lawrence had gotten up and left. It had been years since he had left Nyohhira, and he felt an uncanny sensation at being away from his new home for the first time since moving there.
However, though he had built a personal paradise for himself in Nyohhira, Lawrence knew that in order to maintain the grandeur of his home, he needed to make occasional trips south. Thus, for the first time in over three years, he ventured out of Nyohhira for the first time to rejoin wider society.
Or so he had thought. He had been walking all day, and he still hadn't come into contact with a single soul. It was only gradually that Lawrence remembered that distances were still a thing, and the north was sparsely populated.
Lawrence scratched his ass and gave a mild snort of irritation. He wasn't used to putting up with discomfort. He was getting hungry and thirsty. He preferred to be fed and waited on, and he was loath to exert any effort.
However, while annoying, he could go and find food and water easily. The more pressing concern was his other bodily need.
Lawrence stared down at his erect penis with displeasure. It had been hours since he had last been serviced by his slaves, and he was getting very irritated at the lack of a slampiece to relieve his dick in. This forest was devoid of women, and Lawrence was starting to feel the effects.
Lawrence kept walking. Despite his discomfort, he had a feeling that relief was soon coming. Even though he had no idea why he felt this way, he kept on walking, coming to a clearing as the small path he was walking on fed into a larger road.
This road was not much larger, but its path was smoother and less overgrown, signaling that it was still in use. Lawrence kept on walking until he finally saw a cart heading his way in the distance. As it got closer, Lawrence could see it was a simple wagon, driven by a peasant woman.
The young woman driving it was wearing ordinary peasant clothes. She had long, straw-blonde hair, and although she looked like a typical peasant, she was very pretty. Lawrence raised his hand, gesturing at the wagon, and the woman instantly stopped to look at the funny-looking, rather scruffy man standing at the road wearing tattered clothes.
Lawrence climbed onto the wagon and immediately grabbed the woman by the hips, pulling her skirt up as he fucked her in the pussy. The woman trembled, thrusting her hips against this stranger as they rutted in the front seat of her wagon. After a few minutes, Lawrence released his sperm inside the peasant woman and let her go. He then climbed into the back of the wagon with his dick still hanging out and fell asleep, hitching along for the ride as his new slampiece drove him south.
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Lawrence lay in the back of the wagon as his new slave chauffeured him. He slept through the day, dozing off while his peasant woman drove.
As night fell and the road became too dark to navigate, the peasant woman stopped next to a clearing and set up camp for the night. She began gathering wood from the back of the wagon to build a fire. Lawrence woke up as the wagon came to a halt, sitting up as he looked around him at the dusky sky. He looked out at the peasant lady building the fire and went to the front of the wagon, rummaging through her rucksack as he ate all of her food.
Lawrence watched as his new bitch created a fire from scratch. Doing so was extremely hard work, and she had not anticipated having to do this. As such, she didn't have the tools that would make this easier. Lawrence watched as she struggled, growing more and more erect at her hardship.
Once the woman was finally done making a campsite, Lawrence grabbed her by the hips and immediately began to have sex with her, mating with her from behind until he had filled her womb with his seed.
Lawrence then grabbed the peasant woman by her dress, tearing it away as he pressed her naked body more closely to his loins and fucked her even harder.
Holding her by the fire, Lawrence pounded his new onahole all night.
…
"SL-L-L-L-U-U-U-U-U-U-R-P-P-P-P-P…chu-u-u-u-u-u-bu-u-u-u-u-u-u…ju-u-u-U-U-U-U-U-U-PA-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A…chu-u-u-u-u-u-ru-u-u-u-u…JU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-RU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…"
Having slept all day, Lawrence had fucked his new bitch all night, not allowing her any sleep as they mated into the morning.
Lawrence's new bitch now sucked her master off, a final servicing of the dick as the sun came up and the night came to an end. She sloppily made out with his dick as she pleasured it with her throat, choking herself on his cock until she gagged and let out a stream of froth and spit.
Lawrence clenched his fists and thrust his hips deep into his bitch's throat, cumming inside her while she struggled at his loins. Lawrence kept his cock perched against her mouth, keeping her firmly in place and preventing her from breaking free, before finally pulling out just as he finished his orgasm.
Lawrence's cock was dripping with spit and cum, a string of jizz still hanging from the tip of his glans.
Lawrence then grabbed his bitch by the head, holding her still as he held his cock up to her lips and began to urinate inside her mouth.
He shot out a crystal stream of liquid gold, a bright streak of amber that landed directly in his bitch's throat. Lawrence continued urinating, emptying his entire bladder inside his slave while she stayed still, obediently drinking the entire fill as a final show of submission to her new master.
Having finished up inside her mouth, Lawrence then climbed onto her wagon and drove off, cargo and horses in tow, leaving the peasant woman lying naked on all fours to the side of the road, comatose and fucked silly, her dress in tatters. He abandoned her, stealing her wagon as he continued on his way south.
Meanwhile, the exhausted, used-up peasant woman passed out, falling asleep on the side of the road with cum dripping out from her pussy. She would not wake up for several hours, shivering as she got up without any clothes on.
Having been taken by the strong, well-endowed man from behind, and directed by him to drive several dozen miles south of where she had originally been headed, the woman was forced to get up and walk back home naked without her horse, her wagon, or her goods.
…
Lawrence continued going south, traveling several hours without seeing a single person. Finally, after a few more hours, Lawrence passed by yet another wagon, this time driven by a young lady with long, straight, chestnut hair.
Lawrence pulled over right next to the lady's wagon. Then, walking up to the driver's seat, he grabbed her by her shoulders and dragged her to the ground. Pressing her against the dirt, he lifted her dress up and began to fuck her, pounding her in her brown bush until he came in her snatch.
Lawrence then grabbed the woman and made out with her, pulling the rest of her dress off and turning her around as he began to perform anal on her. He fucked her between her tight ass cheeks until he came, and then he fucked her again, and again, and again, until the brown-haired beauty's anus was stuffed full of her mysterious suitor's cum.
Lawrence pulled out of this woman, worn out from several hours of fucking. Grabbing the woman by her face, he forced her onto her knees and placed her mouth at the tip of his cock. Aiming his cock for his lips, he relieved himself in his new slave's mouth, urinating in her throat as he drained his bladder.
Lawrence took the wagon for himself and drove south, taking the woman way off her original path. His newest slave got on the floor of the wagon, pushing the hair out from her eyes as she began sucking him off while he drove.
Finally, after a few hours, Lawrence grew bored and throw the brown-haired woman out of the wagon, leaving her naked on the side of the road as he stole all of her stuff, including her clothes.
Once again stripping a girl naked and taking everything she had, Lawrence continued on his journey south.
In these remote woods in the north, Lawrence could drive through the night without encountering a single other person. The animals of the night stayed away, as if on purpose. Lawrence kept on driving into the morning, driving all day and subsisting on the provisions left in the bag of the brown-haired woman.
Lawrence kept going until he ran out of supplies in the wagon. Growing bored of the horse and wagon he had on him, he abandoned that too, untethering the horse and leaving the wagon by a creek as he continued on foot.
Finally, after a few more hours, as the warm afternoon sun began to thaw the cold northern woods, Lawrence finally lay down and took a well-deserved rest, sleeping off the effects of the previous day's traveling.
…
Lawrence woke up several hours later as his nap was disrupted by yet another wagon stopping in front of him. The beautiful, raven-haired farm girl stopped the wagon in shock, intrigued by the sight of a large, muscle-bound man sleeping in the middle of a tiny dirt road.
Lawrence rubbed his eyes, yawning as he was awoken from his slumber. He stood up, rubbing his head and stretching. As he fully regained his senses and saw the pretty young lady in front of him on the wagon, he suddenly climbed onto her seat, grabbing the shy young girl by the hips as he began to eat out her pussy.
The girl screamed, shaking as she felt an unexpected sensation between her loins. She shook her body and arced back as she came in this strange man's mouth. She then shrieked again as the man climbed on top of her and ripped her dress off, pulling her thighs open as he entered her and fucked her.
The girl clung to Lawrence, screaming as her hips were pried apart by his giant cock. Finally, Lawrence's leathery, hard body stopped, and he nutted inside the girl's snatch, letting her drop to the floor of the driver's seat.
Lawrence drove this wagon with the girl in tow, keeping her on the knees below the driver's seat and satisfying himself with her throat.
Lawrence leaned his head back and moaned, pressing the girl's face into his crotch as he nutted inside her throat for the dozenth time that afternoon, ramming his dick and balls into her mouth.
The slender raven-haired beauty, her face red and sweaty from the constant servicing of her master's dick, gagged on Lawrence's cock, sending yet another jet of snot and semen dribbling down her formerly flawless, maidenly face.
Lawrence finally pulled out, spraying yet another load of jizz on the girl's eye and forehead. Then taking the girl by the face, he held her still as he stood up and pissed inside her mouth.
His new slave struggled to force it all down, finally trembling as she finished swallowing her master's urine. Once she was done taking in her master's waste, Lawrence turned her over, lifting her hips up and pressing her face to the floor as he started fucking her pussy.
"OH-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H…OHH-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H…oh…ah…oh-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h…ah-h-h-h-h-h…oh-oh-oh-oh-OH-H-H-H-H-AH-H-H-H-H-H…AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
Lawrence clenched his hips and shot his load inside his raven-haired bitch's snatch. Dropping her back down, Lawrence rested his dick in her pussy lips, allowing her to suck him off with her cunt as he kept driving.
…
In this way, Lawrence made his way further south, now many miles away from home. He kept going until late in the afternoon, when his tight little slave had received a dozen more of his loads inside her loins, and had begun pleasuring him with her asshole.
Lawrence looked up at the horizon to see another wagon approaching. He ignored it, looking ahead as he continued to pleasure himself inside his human cock sleeve.
As the two wagons began to pass each other, the other one stopped. Lawrence finally looked up at it, and saw that the driver of the other wagon was a mature, slightly thin woman with large brown eyes and cropped dirty-blonde hair.
Lawrence pulled out of his current bitch and stared at the woman in the other wagon. She was quite attractive. Her body was slightly thinner than the girls he had been fucking, but Lawrence found the pretty MILF's flat chest appealing.
Lawrence grabbed the MILF from her wagon, yanking her and propping her on his lap, where he began to fuck her from behind. The horse attached to the short-haired MILF's wagon began braying, stamping the ground with its hoof as it waited to be led.
Lawrence threw the raven-haired girl out of the wagon, tossing her into the grass next to the road. Placing the cute MILF in his lap, he continued driving, depriving both women of their original wagons as he continued down the road.
Lawrence continued to fuck his new woman, making out with her as he continued driving. Yet once again, Lawrence drove into the night, seemingly safe from both the animals in the forest as well as the near total darkness as he made his way effortlessly down the road. His new bitch was forced to stay awake as well, receiving her master's cock throughout the night and not being allowed to rest one bit.
Finally, as the sun rose and Lawrence finished his night shift, he threw the flat MILF on the ground and pissed all over her naked breasts and face. He then threw her out of the wagon, taking all of her stuff as, for the fourth time that journey, he robbed a woman of everything she had and left her naked on the side of the road.
Lawrence was getting rather tired. It had been a long time since he had had a full rest. He looked forward at the morning horizon, his eyes growing slightly bleary.
Lawrence continued to press forward, going on until the horse was tired out and could not move. Lawrence then began to untether it, letting it rest as he got off the wagon and plundered it for useful items.
Lawrence didn't have to walk for very long before finding another wagon. In this wagon was a stout beauty with wide hips and fiery orange-red hair. Lawrence felt himself grow erect, and he climbed the wagon as he grabbed the girl by the head and kissed her on the lips.
Lawrence pulled down his pants and spread the girl's legs wide as he began having his way with her.
…
Lawrence continued his pussy spree, stopping a wagon whenever it was driven by a pretty woman. He began to slow down as girls started to show up every few hours, and Lawrence had to delay his trip as he was forced to switch wagons several times each day.
Two weeks and over a hundred pussies later, Lawrence left the central plains of Ploania and crossed into the fertile wheat fields of Trenni.
Lawrence wandered for a few days, first traveling around the major city of Ruvinheigen before turning back around and heading north again. He would return to Ruvinheigen in time, but there was somewhere else he needed to go first.
Finally, a little over two weeks after leaving Nyohhira, Lawrence passed through the gates into the city of Kumersun. The guards were wary at first, but he managed to prove without much difficulty that he was not a vagrant. With a bag of coins that was a few grams lighter than before, Lawrence walked into the city, passing through the crowds of people in the streets as he wondered what to do next.
He roamed through the central market square. It had been over three years since he had last been here. The last time he had passed through this city had been during the middle of the infamous pyrite craze.
Much of the square still looked the same. However, all of the stalls were different—even the ones owned by the same merchants as before had vastly different goods for sale.
Lawrence knew he had to stay in Kumersun, but he didn't know what he was supposed to do here. He continued to drift aimlessly around the square, staring at the major landmarks. He began to grow restless, and he was just about to leave and look for a place to stay in town when he heard a voice calling him from the crowd.
"Lawrence! It's been awhile! How yah been!"
Lawrence turned around and saw his old friend Marc Cole standing in the square. He had last seen Marc during his previous visit to Kumersun. Thus, it had been over three years since they had last met. Though Lawrence had changed dramatically in appearance, Marc still looked much the same.
Lawrence and Marc embraced, and they began chatting in the city square. As the two of them walked off towards Marc's house, Lawrence remembered Marc's wife and understood why he had been compelled to head towards Kumersun.
Lawrence left Marc's house, adjusting the waist of his trousers. His cock hung next to his thighs, dangling loosely in his baggy pants. His dick was still wet from being inside Adele's snatch, having just fucked her for the first time. Her delicious, thick body was every bit as amazing as he had expected it to be.
Now that he had finished inside Marc's wife, he was no longer interested in her, and Lawrence went out about the town looking for something else to do. He had no idea where he wanted to go, but he understood there was no point in sticking around at Marc's place.
Lawrence began wandering around in the central market square, looking for more pussy to fuck. He was unimpressed with the offerings at first, wandering through the stalls as he found nothing he wanted to buy and no one he wanted to do. He was about to leave when he heard a high, sharp, child-like voice behind him.
"Kraft Lawrence-san."
Lawrence turned around, surprised that someone in this town other than Marc and Adele knew his name. He turned around to see a short figure wrapped in a rough woolen robe and a hooded, dark dun cloak.
She was clearly quite young. Her face was muffled by a giant scarf that shrouded her nose and mouth. Furthermore, she wore a large hood that completely enveloped her head, only allowing a single eye to peek through—a piercing, bright golden eye that was constantly opened wide, as if in a trance, giving the impression that the girl was boring into his soul with her gaze.
The woolen robe and cloak that covered the girl's body were so loose and thick that they rounded out her torso, hiding her figure completely. Her sleeves were so long that they completely covered her hands, and all that Lawrence could see of the girl were the single eye and her ankles and feet, which were in rough leather sandals.
The girl cocked her head, keeping her uncanny, bright eye fixed on Lawrence. With the rest of her head completely covered, it was hard to tell what she was thinking, giving her quite an unnerving aura.
"Do you remember me, Lawrence-san?"
The girl had a soft voice that was muffled by her scarf. She spoke in a listless monotone, a blank, emotionless voice that had a hypnotic quality to it. Lawrence found himself drawing closer to the delicate young urchin, staring at her intensely as she spoke to him.
"Yes, you used to be Diana's messenger."
Lawrence recognized this mysterious young girl. The last time he had visited this city, Diana had used this girl to relay messages to him. Her strange attire had produced a lasting impression on him, and though he hadn't interacted with this girl for more than a few minutes, he instantly remembered who she was as soon as he'd laid eyes on her again.
She still looked much the same as she had three years ago. She had barely grown in height, and she still seemed just as pale and slender as she had been before. Then again, street children weren't known for their well-nourished bodies or growth spurts.
Lawrence's eyes immediately traveled down to her feet. She wore the rough, brown sandals that were common attire for the poor. He could see both of her long, lean feet in detail, as well as her pale, thin toes and her bony ankles. He immediately began to grow a semi in his pants as he started to fantasize about the street urchin's pretty little feet.
Her slim, white toes were unusually beautiful and clean for a street urchin's, her light, cream-colored toenails lacking the fleshy pink color of most. Lawrence began thinking about her soft, small soles, and he started growing erect as he started fantasizing about fucking her in her toes.
"What brings you here, girl?"
"This is my home. I live here. I should be asking you the same. What brings you back to Kumersun after more than three years?"
"I'm just visiting."
The street urchin stared at Lawrence, unsatisfied with his answer. However, she didn't press any further, and Lawrence spoke again.
"How are things with you, girl?"
"Difficult. You see, life over the last three years has gotten a lot harder. We street children have always found ways to survive on our own, but it has never been easy. However, for a time, we had a benefactor, the Alchemist of Kumersun Diana Rubens."
Lawrence suddenly raised his head as he realized where this was going.
"Then one day, three years ago, soon after the pyrite bubble burst…she disappeared. It was a shock for all of us. She was our friend, Lawrence-san. Whenever she needed favors or errands, she'd get one of us to do it for a few pennies. But her protection extended to more than just money, of course."
The street urchin cocked her head again, still staring at Lawrence with her intense, unflinching eye.
"I was her favorite. I became her regular messenger for errands. I became especially close to her…I wonder what became of Diana, Lawrence-san. I wonder why she left town."
The urchin did not relent in her gaze. She had an uncanny intuition, a look in her eye. She knew. However, Lawrence was unfazed.
"So, what do you want from me? Revenge? Closure?"
The girl shook her head.
"I have nothing but gratitude towards Miss Ruben for all the years of protecting us and helping us. I trust that she had a good reason for leaving town with you. You don't need to tell me what happened or why she left if you don't want to. Rather, I wish to discuss something else."
The street urchin then stepped closer to Lawrence, brushing her fingers across his chest as she continued to stare at Lawrence with that same unsettling gaze.
"As you can see, Lawrence-san, though I look much the same as I did three years ago, as a girl…no, as a woman…I have had to resort to an additional means of supporting myself in the streets. Lawrence-san…I have a feeling that you're interested, are you not?"
The urchin made a ring with her index finger and thumb next to her face and began miming a rather crude sex act with her hand next to where her mouth was behind her scarf.
Lawrence began imagining this delicate little girl fucking other clients with her slender body and beautiful feet, and he immediately grew hard.
The street girl didn't need to wait for an answer as she saw Lawrence's quivering tent in his pants. She led Lawrence into a nearby alleyway between two buildings and turned around and lifted up her robe, showing off even more of her legs. Immediately, Lawrence grabbed onto her, pulling the rest up until it was above her ass cheeks. Then holding her down, Lawrence pummeled the street urchin, taking her virginity at once as he pounded her pussy against the wall.
The street urchin clutched the wall, tightening her hips and clenching her fists and toes. The precocious little girl, who had made a pretty penny for a little over a year now simply by using her hands and feet and mouth, now felt what it was like to be used in whole, to be entered in the most intimate place of all.
The street urchin cried out and squirted from her pussy as she became a woman in the middle of the sunless alley. Lawrence finished quickly, thrusting fully inside the girl and nutting inside her body before pulling out again and pulling his pants back up.
The street urchin struggled to straighten back up, her thighs shaking from the unfamiliar sensation of something so thick suddenly prying her apart between her legs. However, she managed to force herself to stand again, letting her tattered dress fall back down over her legs as she turned back around to Lawrence and extended her hand for payment.
Lawrence reached into his bag and dropped a large silver coin into the girl's hand. It was a much higher rate than she usually got paid for similar act, signaling his satisfaction with her services.
The girl glanced at the silver coin. Her single eye, the only part of her face that could be seen, remained unchanged. Her reaction was impossible to gauge, but she stared at the coin for several seconds before finally pocketing it. It was the most money she had held at once for a long time.
With such a large payment, it was understood that he expected to use her services again. The street urchin looked back up at Lawrence and bowed gratefully before walking off, leaving Lawrence alone in the alleyway.
Lawrence and Street Urchin leaned against the wall of an abandoned house, mating in the dark crevice between lots.
Street Urchin's sandaled feet hovered several inches off the ground as Lawrence had his way with her, plowing her from behind as he reamed her delicate asshole.
The slender, skinny girl that Lawrence held in his arms struggled, shaking as she took Lawrence's entire mass into her body. Street Urchin struggled to hold it all inside, screaming as she was pummeled again and again between her tiny, white ass cheeks.
Lawrence thrust Street Urchin into the wall as he rammed his full force into her body. Finally, he arched back with a roar as he finally shot his load into her bowels, coating her intestines. His dick slipped out of her gaping anus, and Street Urchin crumpled to the ground, struggling to stand as cum began to dribble down between her legs.
Finally, Street Urchin got back up and clutched Lawrence again, staring at him obsessively once again with her single exposed eye.
"What would you like to do next, Lawrence-san?"
Lawrence answered by grabbing the urchin girl under her arms and lifting her up off the ground until the tips of her toes swept the floor once again, dangling just above the pavestones.
Taking the scarf wrapped around the bottom of her face, Lawrence slowly moved it up her head until it covered her eyes. Leaving her nose and mouth exposed, Lawrence pulled her in and passionately kissed her.
"mmph…nnngg-g-h-h-h-h-h-h-h…m-m-m-m-m-m…chu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u…JU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…chu-u-u-u-u-u-bu-u-u-u-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…GU-U-U-U-U-U-U…nyu-u-u-u-u-u-ru-u-u-u-u-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…"
Lawrence squeezed the urchin girl close to his body, rubbing his cock and balls against her naked pussy as they made out in the alleyway. Street Urchin kissed her client blindfolded, thrashing in the air and playing with his tongue as her mouth opened up and she embraced her client with her lips.
Street Urchin pulled away, flustered for the first time. Her now-exposed cheeks were bright pink, and her lips were wide open, gasping for breath as her entire face below her eyes became flushed from ecstasy.
Lawrence went in again and sucked on the Street Urchin's lips, kissing her again as he tasted her mouth and throat. Urchin Girl gasped again, gripping Lawrence by the neck and back as she ground her hips against his body.
Lawrence pulled away and stared at Urchin Girl's mouth one more time before going back in for the third and final time. This time the two kissed in the air, sticking their tongues out as they licked each other out in the open, their tongues fighting with each other outside their mouths. Urchin Girl then grabbed Lawrence's tongue with her lips and began sucking on it, moaning lustfully as she slobbered on his mouth, still blindfolded but frantically feeling around for her client with her mouth.
Urchin Girl let go, gasping for breath as she threw herself at Lawrence one last time, pressing her face against his chest and purring with delight.
"Pull your scarf back down, girl."
Urchin Girl turned towards Lawrence, smiling with her eyes still covered, and did as she was told. She pulled the scarf back down over her mouth, covering her lips and nose again, until once again only her one eye could be seen.
"Understand your place as my pleasure toy. Unless it is in use, your body and face shall remain covered at all times."
"Yes, Lawrence-san~."
Though it didn't show, Street Urchin seemed to be smiling. She got on her tip toes, grabbing Lawrence's head with her hands, and pressed her mouth to his cheek, kissing him through her scarf, before pulling back and extending her hand for her payment.
…
"SHU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-PA-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A…ju-u-u-u-u-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-BU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-u-u-u-u-u-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…chu-u-u-u-u-u-PA-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A…ju-u-u-u-u-u-u-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…chu-u-u-u-u-u-BU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…ju-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-pa-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a…"
Street Urchin was once again blindfolded, her eyes shrouded by her scarf, as she sucked Lawrence's dick, squatting on the ground as she wrapped her tender lips around his massive girth.
The urchin's cheeks bloated up as Lawrence thrust his cock into her throat. Mucus flowed from both her nostrils, and she began to drool and froth at her mouth as Lawrence choked her with his dick.
Lawrence shut his eyes, moaning with pleasure as he grabbed the urchin girl's hood and pumped her head against his dick and began fucking her throat. Lawrence skullfucked his little street urchin, fucking her face until he nutted inside her throat, filling her entire stomach up with his cum. He then pulled out, shooting some of his load all over her dirty, stained lips and nose, before shooting a few strings of jizz on her outfit, staining her robes and cloak.
Street Urchin smiled as her client came on her face, still blindfolded. She continued jerking him off as he nutted, grinning as he finally ran dry. Then sucking on the tip of his cock, she began masturbating, playing with her pussy as she cleaned off Lawrence's dick.
This was the first time that he had seen emotion on Street Urchin's face, and Lawrence grew hard again as Street Urchin started sucking off his flaccid dick again.
Lawrence pulled out from her lips and grabbed her waist, lifting her off the ground instead.
Street Urchin squealed, uttering a melodious cry as she gripped Lawrence by the back. She brought her pussy down on his newly hardened cock, still blindfolded, as she fit his oversized member into her chamber and began riding him in the air.
Lawrence wrapped his arms around the urchin girl, constricting her completely as he kissed her, covering her face up completely as he smothered her mouth with his lips. The two furtively thrust against each other in the air, fucking in the open until Lawrence burst inside his slave's pussy as well, shooting his load inside her body.
The two lovers finally separated after spending a few more minutes attached to each other, the fluids dripping from their mouths and nether regions and landing on the ground with a splatter.
The blindfolded Street Urchin finally dismounted from her client, grabbing her scarf and pulling it back down from her eyes. She was perfectly obedient, placing the scarf over her mouth as soon as it had finished serving its purpose.
Street Urchin continued to stare at Lawrence's crotch as he dusted off his clothes and got the money out of his bag. Though her wide-open eye never showed emotion, she was clearly gazing with lust at his cock.
Lawrence placed the coin in her hands and walked away. His little street urchin slave now serviced him with her mouth regularly, sucking him off until he came every time he visited her. Street Urchin had become quite skilled at it, lovingly massaging her client with her lips every day. Her young, pale lips were quite beautiful, and the seductive way in which she smiled while blindfolded whenever she kissed Lawrence's cock was quite enticing.
Lawrence was already growing erect again as he thought about Street Urchin's mouth. However, it would be an entire day before he would be able to fuck those young, tender lips again.
"So, Lawrence-san, what are we doing today?"
Street Urchin clung to Lawrence's chest. Her body language didn't match her facial expressions: her eye continued to bore into Lawrence blankly and dispassionately, while her body ground lustily against Lawrence's crotch, thirsty for his cock.
Lawrence placed his hand on Street Urchin's tiny, flat ass and led her onto the busiest thoroughfare in the city. Pressing her against a wall, Lawrence faced Street Urchin with an erection in his pants.
"Lift your dress."
Without another word, Street Urchin obeyed her master and showed off her naked loins. Her body was skinny and bony, with long, thin thighs that were pallid from a lack of sunlight. Her pussy was lined with a scraggly tuft of curly, dirty blonde pubic hair. She had just begun growing her pubes, and the thin line barely extended beyond her cleft, forming a little line that lingered near her mound.
Street Urchin's pale, nearly hairless pussy was already dripping wet as she exposed herself in the middle of a crowded street. Various people passed by her and Lawrence, not noticing her indecently exposed body. Street Urchin's single exposed eye remained unchanged, but her bony hips began to shake with excitement as she stared at Lawrence.
Lawrence grew hard as he stared at the urchin girl's weak, nearly hairless pussy. He pulled out his cock and began to masturbate as he ogled her weak, bony hips.
Street Urchin watched Lawrence touching himself, shaking and growing even wetter even as she didn't show it on her face.
"What would you like me to do now, Lawrence-san?"
Lawrence whispered his answer into Urchin's ear, and Urchin nodded without a further word. Squatting down and spreading her exposed pussy lips wide, she began to take a piss on the side of the road.
Urine came streaming out of her pussy in an uncontrolled jet, hitting the cobblestones with a loud splatter. The liquid splashed everywhere, dripping and creating a giant, dark puddle that only grew with every milliliter of pungent yellow piss.
Street Urchin continued to stare at Lawrence, her eye not changing in its expression one bit as she performed this obscene act in public for her client. She relieved herself in the middle of the street, draining her bladder while Lawrence watched and masturbated. Then, shaking the piss off her pussy lips with her fingers, Street Urchin stood back up, letting her robe fall back down over her legs as she stood at the giant puddle of pee she had created.
Lawrence came on the ground, shooting his sperm into the puddle of urine. As he finished, the last remnants of his orgasm hung from the tip of his cock. Lawrence then grabbed Street Urchin by the hand, leading her away from the puddle of piss and cum on the side of the street as he took her into a back alley.
"ju-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u…CHU-U-U-U-U-U-U-bu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u…ju-u-u-u-u-u-PA-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A…chu-u-u-u-u-u-u-pu-u-u-u-u-u-u-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…"
Lawrence and Street Urchin made out again, grinding against the back wall of a house, far away from all the crowds. Street Urchin wrapped her hands around Lawrence, holding him even more closely than usual.
She then pulled away from Lawrence, pulling her scarf back down over her mouth as she gave him her familiar blank stare with her one exposed eye. Street Urchin realized what her client wanted as he continued to stare at her chest and stomach, and she began to tug at her cloak as she prepared to pull it off.
"No."
Lawrence grabbed Street Urchin by the hand and stopped her. He took out a knife instead and began to cut Street Urchin's cloak just above the chest, forming a gash that grew larger and larger until the entire garment was cut into two.
Lawrence adjusted the now separate hood, tying together the newly created frayed edges until the hood turned into a headscarf.
Street Urchin nodded. With this modification, she could safely take off her cloak without uncovering her head. She threw her cloak aside and began to take off her dress, slipping the rough, woolen garment over her head until it too lay on the ground next to her.
Other than the coverings around her head and face and the sandals on her feet, Street Urchin was now completely naked. Her skinny, sheet white body was now visible, the ribs under her breasts quite prominent. Street Urchin was extremely fragile, her entire body extremely slender and bony. Her large nipples stuck out like large buttons from her tiny, dark-brown areolae. Her breasts were practically nonexistent, her chest almost completely flat.
Lawrence became completely rigid as he stared at Street Urchin's tiny, skinny body. She was completely frail—cold, soft, and icy pale. She was light enough to be carried by one arm, and Lawrence began to masturbate to the weak, helpless girl standing in front of him.
Street Urchin watched as her client started jerking off, and she joined in, playing with her pussy as she stared at Lawrence's massive cock. Her whole body flushed bright pink, and her pussy started dripping all over the ground, even as her eye retained its uncanny, constant gaze.
Lawrence placed his hand on Urchin's chest, pressing her against the wall as he leaned down and began sucking on her nipples. Urchin continued masturbating, uttering muffled cries underneath her scarf as her client pleasured her breasts.
Lawrence pulled away and ogled Street Urchin's entire body again as he started masturbating again. He began to focus on her spindly legs, fucking his palms as he stared at her tender, pink knees and her thin, bony calves.
Finally, he turned down to her tiny feet, at her small, elegantly-crafted soles and toes, her perfectly-sized little toenails. He masturbated to her twitching feet, staring at them as she whorishly flaunted them in her slutty leather sandals. Street Urchin began to grow flustered, squirting and twitching some more as her client grew inexplicably aroused from her feet.
Finally, Lawrence nutted on Street Urchin's body, cumming all over her breasts and stomach and thighs as he shot his load. Lawrence's balls completely succumbed, spewing out thick strings of semen in an unceasing torrent. Lawrence's cock ached with desire, sending endless streams of cum onto Urchin's body as he continued to jerk himself off to her flat tits and skinny legs.
Finally, Lawrence lifted up Street Urchin's tiny feet in the air, touching his cock against the tips of her luminous white toes as he came on each one individually, glazing her tender white pearls with his seed.
Street Urchin looked up at Lawrence without changing her expression.
"You're a real perv, aren't you, Lawrence-san? I've never had a client grow this hard from my feet before."
Lawrence grabbed Street Urchin by the waist and hoisted her entire body off the ground. He put his arms through each of Street Urchin's legs, passing them up under her thighs before placing his hands on the back of her neck. Lifting both her legs up from the ground and pressing her head and torso down between her legs, Lawrence placed her in a full nelson hold as he restrained her completely, rendering her helpless as her ass and pussy hovered right next to his dick.
Lawrence began to fuck his human onahole, thrusting inside his delicate loli fleshlight's asshole as he began to pleasure himself with her bowels. Street Urchin began screaming, her entire body aching from the pain as her ass-pussy began to ache. She tightened every time Lawrence rammed her from behind, and her entire body shook every time Lawrence pounded it with his dick.
Lawrence began to fuck his personal pocket pussy with the full force of his hips, ramming into it with the entire weight of his body as Street Urchin lay helplessly, her skinny legs flopping with each thrust. Finally, Lawrence gave one last push and came inside her intestines, filling it with impunity as Street Urchin simply lay still and took it all in.
Street Urchin lay in Lawrence's arms, feeling nauseous from the massive pounding she had received. She suddenly lurched up in the air as Lawrence lifted her up again, and her legs and feet twitched as she felt Lawrence pressing against her ass-pussy again.
Her client wasn't finished yet. He would continue to fuck her in this humiliating position, masturbating inside his human onahole, until he was satisfied. And he was just getting started.
Street Urchin screamed, clenching her body tight, spreading her slender, lean feet and splaying her toes again as she came all over the floor.
…
"chu-u-u-u-u-u-u…SHU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-PA-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A…ju-u-u-u-u-u-u-U-U-U-U-U-U-RU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…re-ro-re-ro-re-ro-re-ro-re-ro-re-ro-re-ro-re-ro-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO-RE-RO…CHU-U-U-U-U-U-U-pu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u…JU-U-U-U-U-BU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…CHU-U-U-U-UU-U-U-PA-A-A-A-A-A-A-A-A…"
Street Urchin sucked off her client, clinging to his hips with her hands as she thrust her head deep into his cock, clenching it with her throat.
Street Urchin began to gag, leaking out foamy spit from between her perfect lips. She struggled, shaking and gasping for breath, before recovering and continuing with her dick-sucking.
Lawrence began to move his hips against her mouth, gently fucking her while she clung to his shaft with her vacuum-suction lips. The resistance offered a pleasurable sensation that squeezed the base of his cock while his tip plumbed Street Urchin's throat.
Street Urchin moaned, her sweaty, grimy body already worn out from countless orgasms. She dripped semen all over the ground, mixing Lawrence's seed with the dirt beneath her loins. She began to masturbate again as she sucked Lawrence off, giving a sharp cry as Lawrence suddenly pulled out and nutted all over her face, neck, and chest.
Lawrence bent over and grasped Street Urchin's chin, examining her lovely pink lips that were glazed with his cum. Leaning in, he kissed her dirty, cum-stained mouth, furiously making out with her as she brought herself to orgasm with her fingers.
When finally he pulled away, swallowing the mix of semen and saliva that he had created with his pet prostitute, Lawrence pulled Street Urchin's scarf back over her mouth, uncovering her eye again.
Street Urchin picked up her clothes and put them back on again. Once she had finished dressing, she stuck out her hands expectantly, waiting for her payment.
Lawrence poured out a small pile of silver coins into her palms and walked away, emerging back out into the street and looking up at the sky. The sky was now a deep shade of blue mixed with orange. They had spent much longer in the alley than he had expected, and they had fucked the afternoon away.
Lawrence left Marc's and Adele's house early the next morning to see, to his surprise, that Street Urchin was standing in front of the door, waiting for him.
"Hey, Lawrence-san~, let's fuck~."
Lawrence ignored her, walking past her into the market square. Street Urchin was unfazed, her single golden eye still much the same as before.
"Lawrence-san~, your onahole is waiting for its cock~"
Lawrence said nothing and simply walked ahead, his dick growing harder and harder as Street Urchin continued trying to seduce him. She caught up to him as they arrived in the market, and she placed her hand on his dick as she began to pleasure him through his pants.
"Lawrence-san~, your cock is hard."
"Street Urchin, stop it."
"Lawrence-san~, you haven't had your daily nut yet~."
"You're being annoying, Urchin."
Lawrence seemed more bored than angry, and he slapped Street Urchin's hand away as he kept walking. Street Urchin did not let up, and she continued following Lawrence as he looked for things to buy.
"Lawrence-san~, you need to cum."
"You're being a nuisance, Street Urchin."
"Use my body and I'll go away."
"I have business to attend to. Leave."
"Lawrence-san, give me your cock~."
Street Urchin continued to pester Lawrence, poking and prodding his tent, until Lawrence suddenly turned around and lifted Urchin's dress up, pulling it aside and exposing her ass cheeks.
"AH-H-H-H-H-H-H-H…OH-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H…AGH-H-H-H-H-H-H-H-H…! AUGH-H-H-H-H-H…OH-H-OH-OH-OH-OH-OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !"
Lawrence began to ream Street Urchin right in the middle of the market square, pounding her ass pussy in public as the entire city watched. The surrounding townspeople began to turn around and look in stunned silence as Lawrence fucked his pleasure toy in public, pummeling her until he nutted inside her bowels.
Lawrence pulled out of his human sex doll, leaving her gaping red asshole open for the whole town to see as it began farting cum out onto the ground.
Street Urchin turned around, giggling as she grabbed Lawrence's cock.
"Thank you for punishing me, Lawrence-san~"
Lawrence batted Street Urchin away and dropped several coins on the ground, humiliating her in front of the entire crowd as he pulled his pants back up and left her kneeling there.
Street Urchin continued to accompany Lawrence every day, joining him outside whenever he wasn't with Adele. She had grown quite attached to her best client, clinging to him every day even as the rest of the city began to recognize them.
"What happened to your other clients, Street Urchin?"
"I dumped them~. I only need you, Lawrence-san~."
Street Urchin's eye remained unchanged as she answered Lawrence's question. Lawrence stared into Street Urchin's eye, surprised by her earnest response. He grabbed her scarf and pulled it up over her eyes as he kissed her, passionately tonguing her in the throat while several bystanders stopped and stared.
Then, one day Lawrence suddenly disappeared.
…
He had left town a few days before on a wagon with the wife of the couple he was staying with. They returned the next morning, but by the time Street Urchin stopped by the house that afternoon, Lawrence was no longer there.
Urchin walked through the streets over the next few days, looking for Lawrence. Almost a week had passed by, and he was still nowhere to be found.
Finally, as Street Urchin walked through the slums, she caught a glimpse of Lawrence through the window of an old house. Urchin doubled back in disbelief, wondering if she was really seeing what she was seeing.
The slums were Urchin's home territory. She was most intimately familiar with this area of the city, and yet Lawrence had been holed up here right under her nose the whole time.
The houses here had been condemned for weeks. Yet, as Urchin looked around through the window, she saw that there was silverware, food, and even a vase inside this supposedly abandoned house.
Numerous sex toys were littered about on the floor, and on the bed in the corner, was Lawrence and his new sex slave, mating like animals.
The wife of the house where Lawrence was staying lay across the bed, her hips jutting up from the mattress as she pounded her loins against her master's magnificent shaft. Lawrence grabbed Adele by the hips, fucking her from behind while she clung to the sheets, crying out and fucking him back.
Adele's thick, droopy breasts bounced in the air as her feet flopped around Lawrence's back, her legs swinging about as she had an orgasm, spraying her juices between Lawrence's legs all over the sheets.
Lawrence thrust his hips into his thick MILF slave and nutted inside her, giving a loud groan as he shot his seed into her womb. He then grabbed Adele and roughly kissed her, covering the back of her head with his hands as he shoved her against his face. Adele yielded submissively, opening her mouth as she accepted Lawrence's tongue and began humping him with her sloppy pussy.
"mm…chu-u-u-u-u-u…nngh-h-h-h-h-h-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-h-h-h-h…ju-u-u-u-u-U-U-U-U-U…re-ro-re-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro…chu-u-u-u-u-u-bu-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u…chu-u-u-u-u-pa-a-a-a-a-a-a-a…ju-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u-u…JU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…"
Adele climbed on top of Lawrence's lap, and they began fucking again. Adele screamed, tightening her lips as she rode him on top. Lawrence grabbed Adele's body and began slamming himself into her, fucking her back.
The semen from his previous orgasm had already begun dripping out of Adele's messy snatch, flying across the room and splashing onto the floor. The entire house was filthy, the floorboards and walls splattered with the dried remains of their previous sessions.
Urchin watched with fascination and horror as the two continued to fuck, mating nonstop as they switched positions, joining their bodies together each time and moving as one body, linked together at their genitals.
Lawrence and his willing slave mated all day, fucking until the sun went down. They continued to mate into the night, sometimes getting off the bed and fucking on the floor and the table. Once they were done with that, Lawrence threw Adele back onto the mattress and fucked her on the bed again.
He forced her to pleasure him with every part of her body. She used her mouth, breasts, pussy, asshole, and feet to bring him to orgasm, and Lawrence came on each, painting Adele's entire body with his cum. The layers of cum began to congeal and dry, and as the two lovers continued to press their bodies against each other, they began to make a sticky mess everywhere.
Grimy and sweaty and covered with cum, the two continued to rut, fucking like animals late into the night. Lawrence thrust his cock into his slave's toes, jizzing on them yet again as he let out yet another liter of semen from the seemingly endless repository in his balls.
Street Urchin pressed her face to the window, transfixed by the sight before her. Lawrence and his slave fucked unendingly, without rest, as they had been doing for several days now. She grew aroused as their fucking went on, and she began masturbating as she watched.
Urchin played with her pussy, watching jealously as Adele was pounded nonstop by Lawrence's swollen monstrosity of a cock. Her slender legs buckled, and she soon collapsed onto the floor, kneeling on the ground with her hand between her loins as she schlicked to the thought of being used like that herself.
Finally, Urchin sprayed her juices onto the pavestones behind her, making a mess all over the ground. As she finished her orgasm, Urchin fell onto the ground, passing out.
When Street Urchin came to the next morning, she looked inside the window to see that Lawrence and his slave were still fucking. They had mated the entire night, without rest or break.
As the sun came up and began to light up the house, Lawrence pulled away and flopped down on the bed, finally allowing himself some rest as his erect cock continued to jut into the air.
Adele obediently stayed awake, sucking on her master's dick as he slept. When that wasn't enough for her, she began to rub him down with her filthy, cum-stained body, rubbing her breasts, stomach, pussy, and legs all over her master's sleeping body.
Adele slaved through the morning, pleasuring her master, jerking him off with her hands and feet, rubbing his cock between her thighs, and smothering his sleeping body underneath her massive, busty chest and her thick hips.
Lawrence woke up several hours later, late in the afternoon. He opened his eyes and said nothing as he watched Adele sucking him off. His aching cock had endured over a hundred orgasms while he slept, and he suddenly pulled it out of Adele's mouth, raising it in the air as he began jerking off.
Lawrence came on Adele's face and then threw her back down on the bed, restraining her and fucking her face as he had his way with her for the first time since waking up.
Urchin remained just outside the window, watching the entire time as once again, the two fucked into the night and then the morning. They rutted endlessly without rest, the slave pleasuring her master each time he slept.
Finally, after several days of nonstop fucking, Lawrence emerged from the house with his slave. Urchin was woken up by the sound of the door, and she sat up to see standing before her a thick, muscular creature clothed in robes of pure white that covered its entire body except for its breasts, pussy, and feet. The creature (since it could no longer be called human) had a spiked collar around its neck, attached to a heavy iron chain that Lawrence held in his hand.
Street Urchin was stunned by the monstrosity before her. Lawrence glanced at Urchin without saying another word and then pulled on the chain as he led his meat slave out of the slums.
Street Urchin stared into space, stunned speechless by what she had just seen. She spread her legs and masturbated without another word, screaming as she came on the pavestones and passed out again.
…
Street Urchin woke up several hours later, early in the evening as the sun disappeared from the sky. The house was now completely abandoned, with everything inside still untouched.
Street Urchin began to think about Lawrence's true purpose in visiting Kumersun. Now that he had acquired his new slave, she realized that he would soon be leaving.
Street Urchin began to ponder the possibility of never seeing her favorite client again and buried her head between her knees, showing no outward emotion in her covered face as she nonetheless began to feel a twinge in her chest.
Finally, after several minutes, Street Urchin noticed a tiny point of light down the street. As the light approached, Urchin looked up and saw that it was Lawrence.
Lawrence lifted up the candle and illuminated Street Urchin's face. The two stared at each other for a few seconds without speaking.
Lawrence then opened the door to the house and went inside, lighting up a lantern as he illuminated the whole house, before then walking toward the bed. Street Urchin followed him inside, standing in front of him in her dress, cloak, and scarf. Lawrence stared at his future slave-to-be, growing erect as he fantasized about her naked body.
"Take off your clothes."
Street Urchin nodded and peeled off her cloak and dress. She stepped forward, wearing nothing but her sandals and scarf and headscarf. Lawrence stared at her erect nipples and glistening vagina, nodding with approval.
Lawrence grasped Urchin by the shoulders, pressing against her with his mouth and adjusting her scarf as he began making out with her. For the first time, he didn't bother pulling it up over her eyes, allowing her face to remain uncovered, and Urchin found herself on the verge of tears despite herself.
"This is your last chance, Urchin. Are you sure you wish to go further?"
Urchin nodded without hesitation.
"The same fate will befall you as it did her."
Urchin spread her pussy lips, stepping forward as she showed off her dripping snatch.
"My body belongs to you, Lawr—Master. I can't stop thinking about you anymore. My pussy…my asshole…my feet…it all belongs to you now. Please…use me as you like."
Urchin leaned forward and pressed her lips to Lawrence's face, kissing him through her scarf, before stepping back out to the middle of the floor.
"Very well, then. Take off your scarf and hood."
Urchin stared at Lawrence with shock. Despite becoming intimate with him, she had never yet shown her face. In fact, no one in all of Kumersun had seen her face since Diana had left.
Slowly, Urchin unraveled the scarf hanging around her mouth and neck, loosening it until it came off altogether. She then untied the headscarf around her bed, loosening it and letting it fall to the side as she revealed her face for the first time in three years.
Urchin had wild, messy, shoulder-length golden blonde hair that fell about her ears and neck. There was a bright pink gash-like birthmark on the right side of her face, just under her eye. It was quite prominent, but it did not detract from her overall beauty, rather enhancing the rest of her otherwise flawless face. Most striking, however, was her concealed eye. Unlike her left, which was bright gold, her right iris shimmered a pale icy blue, almost white.
As a street girl, Urchin had been cursed with stunning beauty. She was immediately distinctive, both beautiful and marked with countless memorable features. Without her face covered, she would be instantly recognized. Thus, she opted for the cloaked, covered look of a traveler or a bandit. Though distinct in its own way, she could fit in as a street urchin.
Lawrence's penis instantly grew erect as he stared at Urchin's natural face. Urchin stared at Lawrence's penis, blushing as she fully showed emotion on her face for the first time.
"Master, before we start, my name is—"
Lawrence placed his finger on Urchin's lips. Urchin stared in surprise and then nodded. As his slave, there was no need for Lawrence to know her real name. She fully belonged to Lawrence in body and in soul, and she had no other identity than that now.
Lawrence grabbed Urchin by the shoulder and kissed her, thrusting his tongue deep inside her throat as he pressed his palm to her pussy. Urchin cried out, shrieking as she clutched Lawrence by the shoulders.
"Get on the bed."
Street Urchin did as she was told, lying across the bed as she waited on her master, her spindly arms and legs spread over the mattress.
Lawrence took off his clothes as well, getting completely naked as he kneeled on the bed. Taking Street Urchin by the waist, he had his way with her, slamming her in the pussy until he came. Street Urchin clenched her eyes shut, issuing soft, high-pitched squeaks as her lover finished inside her.
Lawrence flipped Urchin over and fucked her some more, continuing to use her dirty snatch as he came inside her again.
Lawrence was rough with Urchin, slamming against her as he used her holes for his self-pleasure. Once he was finished with her pussy, he began to use her asshole, ramming her brown eye as he fucked her between her cheeks.
After about an hour, Urchin lay on the bed, her legs spread, both her pussy and asshole gaping and dribbling with cum. Her emaciated body was draped across the mattress, barely able to move as her thighs and loins twitched. Her entire body was sickly white and covered with sweat, the ribs underneath her breasts protruding prominently beneath her skin.
Lawrence groaned and squeezed his cock, cumming on Urchin's stomach yet again as he finished all over her torso. Kneeling on the bed and hovering over her body, Lawrence pushed the bangs out of Urchin's face and kissed her on the cheek.
"Master…"
"Urchin."
Lawrence kissed Urchin's nipples and lifted her up from the bed. Urchin groaned, breathing heavily as she recovered from the brutal fucking. She grabbed Lawrence by the face and kissed him again, moaning amorously as their tongues touched in the air.
"Master~, is it far away, where you live?"
Lawrence nodded.
"I see."
Urchin grasped Lawrence and kissed him again, clinging onto him as she rested against his shoulder.
Lawrence stared at Urchin's serene face. When he had last come to Kumersun, he had picked up a single woman as his slave. He'd missed one, and he had come back in order to pick up Marc's wife.
However, he had met three females last time he had been in Kumersun. While he had spent most of his time pursuing Adele, he hadn't forgotten about the last, a certain messenger girl who had dispatched messages for Diana, a girl he had talked to for only two minutes at most, but who had lingered in his mind all the same.
Lawrence suddenly grabbed Urchin by the shoulder and threw her back down on the bed. Kneeling over her, his penis became erect again as he gazed down upon her body.
"Who said we were done? You still have 167 hours left."
…
Lawrence lifted Urchin's hips up and began fucking her again. Urchin clutched the bed and screamed, spreading her thighs as she took in her master's massive girth.
Her tiny torso bounced in the air, her erect nipples flopping on top of her nonexistent breasts. Urchin tightened her groin as she suddenly had an orgasm, wrapping her small, delicate feet around her master's back as she sprayed cum all over the already filthy sheets.
Lawrence grunted and came inside Urchin, thrusting forward as he filled her womb. Urchin shrieked, letting out a high-pitched gasp as she clung to Lawrence's head, pressing his face into her flat chest. She pumped her loins against his cock, milking him as he orgasmed, squeezing him until he was completely dry. Once she was done with that, Urchin then grasped her master and kissed him.
"chu-u-u-u-u…ju-u-u-u-u-ru-u-u-u-u-u-u-u…re-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro-ro…CHU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…shu-u-u-u-u…chu-u-u-u-u-u-bu-u-u-u-u-u…JU-U-U-U-U-BU-U-U-U-U…shu-u-u-u-u-u-bu-u-u-u-u…CHU-U-U-U-U…"
Lawrence flipped Urchin over onto her hands and knees and began fucking her again. Urchin grabbed the sheets, clenching her teeth. The semen from her master's previous orgasm began to leak from her pussy, splattering all over the bed and floor. The cum from her master's session with her began to mix with the cum from his previous session with his other slave, congealing together on the floor as they formed a gelatinous stain in the wood.
The house began to stink as the dried cum and grime and piss on the floor and sheets became wet again, damp with sweat as the two lovers began to fuck anew. The smell was horrifying, and Urchin contorted her face in ecstatic agony as she pressed her nose against the filthy sheets.
Lawrence mounted his slave, covering her body entirely as he humped her like a dog. Urchin was now nothing more than a container—a womb for the storage of her master's cum. She grimaced, rolling her eyes out of her sockets as she came again, spraying her filthy juices all over the stained sheets and making them stink even more.
The two continued to fuck, switching positions each time, their bodies joined together at the genitals and moving as one.
Lawrence and his new slave mated all day, fucking until the sun went down. They continued to mate into the night, and Lawrence suddenly threw Urchin onto the kitchen table, allowing her legs to dangle off the edge as he fucked her.
The master and his new slave fucked in every corner of the house, mixing their juices with the dried stains that were there from the previous week. The two rutted and kissed, taking turns fucking and making out. They fucked nonstop, changing positions as orgasm after orgasm began to blend in with one other.
Once he was done cumming, Lawrence threw Urchin back onto the bed and climbed on top of her again. Urchin pleasured her master with her entire body, with her pussy, her ass, her breasts, her mouth, and her feet. Lawrence came on each, painting Urchin's body with his cum. As the two continued to fuck, they both became covered with the mix of sweat and dirt and cum, congealing and creating a foul-smelling mess.
Lawrence thrust his cock between Urchin's feet, jizzing on his slave's soles and toes as he came once again. He then flipped Urchin over and began to fuck her in the mouth, humping her face until he nutted in her throat.
…
"Urchin Girl, have you ever eaten out a man's ass before?"
Lawrence stood above Urchin, who kneeled before him on the wooden floor. Urchin meekly leaned forward and pressed her lips to his toes, kissing his feet.
"Yes, Master."
"Show me what you've learned."
Lawrence lay on the floor and thrust his legs up in the air as he spread his ass cheeks at Urchin Girl. Urchin Girl obediently crawled forward and took Lawrence's thighs into her hands as she examined his hairy asshole. True to his raw masculinity, Lawrence had not wiped.
Urchin Girl bowed again as she laid eyes on her master's asshole, and then she spread Lawrence's ass cheeks wide open as she dug in.
"Itadakimasu, Master. re-re-ro-RE-E-E-E-RO-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O-O…chu-u-u-u-u-u…ju-u-u-u-u-u-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…CHU-U-U-U-U…ju-u-u-u-u-u-RU-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U…re-ro-re-ro-re-ro-re-ro…chu-u-u-u-u-pa-a-a-a-a…SHU-U-U-U-U-U…chu-u-u-u-u-pu-u-u-u-u-u-u…JU-U-U-U-U-BU-U-U-U-U-U-U…ju-u-u-ru-u-u-u-u…RE-RO-RO-RO-RO-RO-RO-RO...nyu-ru-u-u-u-u-u…chu-u-u-u-u-u-u…"
Urchin Girl proved her skills on her master, eating him out like a champ as she licked him clean without a single complaint. She obediently serviced her master's unwashed asshole, orally pleasuring his rectum and prostate with and bringing him onto the verge of orgasm with her soft, warm mouth and gentle tongue.
Lawrence nutted all over Urchin's face as she pulled out, glazing her beautiful eyes and nose and cheeks with his seed as a long muddy-brown strand of saliva hung from her tongue and lips.
Urchin smiled, her beautiful face finally visible after so many years hidden by the scarf, glowing radiantly underneath her master's cum.
Lawrence lifted his flaccid cock, still dribbling cum. His little loli slave had pleasured him well, bringing him to such a violent nut with her adroit tongue that he was still flaccid almost thirty whole seconds later.
With his limp and soft cock, Lawrence found an opportunity to empty himself. With his bitch on the floor in front of him, Lawrence held his cock up to her lips and began to urinate in her face. Street Urchin obediently accommodated her master's excretion, opening her mouth as she took in his urine and swallowed it down, still with a smile on her face.
Urchin Girl did not wince once, maintaining her lovely grin the entire time Lawrence relieved himself inside her. By the time Lawrence was finished pissing inside Street Urchin's mouth, her smile had gotten to him so strongly that he was newly erect all over again.
"Urchin, I am going to void my bowels."
Urchin Girl gazed at Lawrence with a slightly confused look on her face, cocking her head adorably as still she continued to smile. When finally, she understood what her master meant, Urchin cheerfully kneeled down before him, kissing his feet again, before sitting back up.
Raising her head, Urchin opened her mouth, still smiling, obligingly sticking her tongue out ever so slightly so as to offer a comfortable resting place for Lawrence's taint. Seeing his slave so obediently offer herself up to him deeply moved Lawrence, and he busted a nut of appreciation on his slave's face before turning around and resting his asshole on her mouth.
Lawrence puckered his anus, passing some gas. Urchin received her master's fart directly on her tongue, taking it into her mouth without flinching or making a sound. Lawrence loosened up some more, letting out even more gas. Still, Urchin took it in obediently without a complaint or even so much as changing her expression.
Finally, Lawrence relaxed his sphincter as he finally evacuated himself into his slave's mouth. Urchin received her master's waste into her mouth, opening her palate and throat as it overfilled her mouth. Not allowing herself to spill a precious drop of her master's delicious shit, Urchin suppressed her gag reflex as the putrid semi-liquid waste flowed directly into her esophagus. Lawrence continued to evacuate himself, shooting the soft and runny contents of his bowels directly onto his slave's face and into her mouth without any regard for her comfort or well-being. Nonetheless, Urchin obediently forced down her master's feces, taking it into her throat as fast as he let it out. Lawrence's excessive diet showed its rewards here as he let out his waste in a continuous stream, continuous defecating for over a minute without a single pause or break.
Finally, Lawrence's unending stream of soft-serve slowed into an occasional stream of nuggets, and finally a trickle as he pinched off the last little brown brussels sprout into his slave's mouth.
Urchin kneeled on the floor, her mouth jammed so full to the point where she could barely move her jaw. She dutifully began to take care of the waste that had accumulated in her mouth, breaking it up with her teeth and tongue.
Lawrence listened to the slippery, slimy sounds of his slave using her mouth to swallow down his feces. He became quite hard from the sound, growing aroused at the cute little sounds from his slave's mouth. Without masturbating, he let out a jet of semen onto the kitchen table and chairs halfway across the house. Having spontaneously orgasmed, Lawrence allowed his half-flaccid cock to dribble between his legs as he waited for his adorable little slave to finish eating his shit.
Finally, Urchin swallowed the last of her master's bowel movement, smacking her lips as she licked the corners of her mouth.
"All done, Master!"
Lawrence turned around and faced Urchin, staring at her cute little face once again. He was enthralled by her beautiful innocent gaze, the gaze of a good girl who had eaten his shit.
Lawrence became erect once again and slammed his slave to the ground as he fucked her in the ass from behind.
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The two continued to fuck nonstop into the night, mating like animals. Lawrence was a man of prodigious stamina, and he continued without rest after every orgasm. Urchin became his pocket pussy, passively receiving his cum in her every orifice.
Just as he had done with Adele, Lawrence and his new slave fucked unendingly, without rest, until the sun came up.
Urchin looked out to see the light streaming in through the window. They had mated the entire night, without rest or break.
Finally, after some time, Lawrence fell back on the bed and began to fall asleep, snoring as his cock continued to jut into the air. Urchin obediently stayed awake, sucking her master's dick while he slept. When that wasn't enough for her, Urchin began to rub down her sleeping master with her body, grinding her legs and chest and stomach across his large, rippled body as she rubbed him down, pleasuring his cock with her hands and feet until he came.
Urchin didn't stop, pleasuring her master in his sleep until he came again and again and again. She brought him to orgasm with her hands and feet and chest and pussy and ass, making him cum dozens of more times until he finally woke up a few hours later.
As soon as Lawrence opened his eyes, he immediately grabbed Urchin and turned her over. Throwing her flat, tiny body against the bed, he fucked her from above, plowing her ass cheeks as he had his way with her rectum.
The two fucked without stopping for the next seven days, changing positions as they continued to mate on the bed like animals. Lawrence napped every few hours, and Urchin dutifully serviced her master whenever he slept. Urchin forgot about herself, thinking only of her master. She didn't eat; rather, she sucked his dick for nourishment. She served as her master's toilet, taking in his waste, liquid and solid, whenever he needed to relieve himself. Her body became his fleshlight, her tongue his bidet, her throat his cumsock.
Urchin began to lose track of time, losing track of the cycles of day and night right outside the window. She floated in space and time, eternally joined to her master's body, until she could think about nothing else but cock.
Eventually, her body began to give in, and her head began to spin. Even as everything went black around her, Urchin continued to thrust her body into Lawrence's groin, fucking him as she slowly began to lose consciousness.
Finally, exactly 168 hours after entering the house, Urchin fainted, collapsing on the bed as her thin, frail body finally shut down.
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Urchin lay sprawled on her stomach, completely passed out, unable to move or speak at all. Her body was completely exhausted, worn-out from her brutal service. She began to sleep, falling into a deep slumber in a puddle of cum.
Lawrence sat to the side on the bed, watching his beautiful loli slave sleep. He lifted up her legs, sniffing her feet one last time as he jerked off on her toes. Once he had sent a stream of cum all over her unconscious feet, he dropped them back down on the bed and got up to find a piece of paper. He scribbled a note on the paper and placed it on the kitchen table, weighing it down with a mug. Then getting up and putting his clothes back on, Lawrence emerged from the house for the first time in a week, walking into the dim shade of the slum outside.
Street Urchin finally awoke from her slumber some time later. She was so weak from her brutal fucking that she had slept for several days. It was light out.
Urchin looked around the room for Lawrence. The house was empty. Everything was untouched, and had been for awhile. Urchin walked around, still naked, searching for her lover and master. Finally, she spotted the note on the table and picked it up.
As Diana's former messenger, Street Urchin knew how to read. She looked over the notes and then stared into space.
Urchin had gotten a reputation around town. Even with her cloak and scarf, she was becoming recognized because of her acts with Lawrence. She had been feeling like it was time to leave.
Urchin looked back down at the note. She remembered how Lawrence had said that he lived very far away. The place he had written down was quite far off indeed. Indeed, the name of the town had become infamous, acquiring a sinister aura.
The Town of Disappearing Women.
Urchin beamed, blushing as she realized for the first time who Lawrence truly was.
Street Urchin reached inside her robe and felt the bag of coins hanging against her body, realizing why Lawrence had given her all this money. Getting up and putting her clothes back on, she walked out the door, leaving the abandoned house for good as she prepared to follow her master's instructions.